From the archives.
A boy had two boxes in his hand which God gave him to hold. God told him, to put all of his sorrows into the black box, and all his joys into the gold.
The boy heeded God’s words and in the two boxes, both joys and sorrows were stored. The gold became heavier each day and the black was as light as before.
With curiosity, he opened the black box to find out why. He saw that in the base of the box was a hole which sorrows had fallen out.
Alarmed, he showed the hole to God, and mused, “I wonder where my sorrows could be?” God smiled gently smile and said, “My child, they're all here with me.”
The boy said, “Why the gold and the black with the hole?” God replied, “My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings, and the black is for you to let go.”
I join you in counting your blessings and letting go.